Forbidden Mate: Awakening

One of the search teams found a hidden cave deep in the middle of the forest. The entrance was covered with thick plants, making it a rather obvious spot for someone to hide the stolen journal.

The one who spotted it quickly signalled out to the other teams and they all gathered at the cave. They approached cautiously, on high alert, knowing that there could be danger lurking inside.

As they entered the cave, their footsteps echoed against the walls. And there it was-the stolen journal, placed on a rock. They felt relieved and triumphant. Their hard work had paid off.

Henry reached out, his hand trembling as he took hold of the journal. It represented their hopes, secrets, and the strength they shared. Now that they had the journal back, they could continue preparing for the upcoming battle.

Meanwhile, Don and Tyler couldn’t shake off the uneasy feeling they got, as did Henry who told them to file out and keep a formation so they could be ready for any sneak attack.

Don walked to Jaxon who was fervently looking around the cave for any odd thing. “You feel it too, right?”

“Yeah…very…. very wicked and sinister energy…” Jaxon said, still looking around.

“I almost heard her call me.” Don said, looking foreward blankly.

“Who?” Jaxon faced him.

“Audrey…” They both looked at each other knowingly before they were called out by their fellow teammate.

When they returned to the grove, the pack came together around Lily’s parents and the found journal.

Jaxon spoke up, “We faced a tough challenge and came out on top,” he said. “But we can’t relax just yet. There’s still a battle waiting for us, and we need to be prepared.”

A male Beta nodded, “We showed how tough and loyal we are,” he added. “Together, as a pack, we’ll face whatever comes next.”

Lily’s parents spoke to the assembly. “Our journey isn’t finished,” they said. “But now that we have the journal, we have the knowledge and power to face the challenges ahead.”

Henry added, “Now it’s safe with us, the enemy has lost a tool to bring about our destruction.”

The pack members erupted in cheers, their voices echoing through the barricaded walls.Copyright by Nôv/elDrama.Org.

Henry stepped forward confidently and spoke in a firm tone. “Right now, we need to focus on getting ready,” he said. “We can’t let ourselves be caught off guard. Even though we found the stolen journal, our enemies are still out there, planning their next move. We have to stay watchful.”

Rebekah nodded, looking at the assembled group. “Our journey has been full of difficulties, but we’ve come out stronger,” she said. “Let’s remember our strength and the bond that holds us together. When we’re united, we’re a force to be reckoned with.”

Henry spoke to them again. “We need to fight with everything we have, for each other and for our home,” he declared. “The upcoming battles will test our courage and determination, but we will come out on top. Our love for and our commitment to protecting our group will guide us.”

The pack members listened closely, feeling a renewed sense of purpose in their hearts.

“We will also not rest until we find our daughter.” Henry said finally and held onto Rebekah’s hand.

The sound of war drums echoed through the grove, marking the start of their final stand.

••••••••••••

As the moon reached its highest point, casting a strange glow over the area, a sudden silence fell upon the main pack. Little did they know, the vampire coven had found out their location and planned a merciless attack. In the darkness, a cold breeze whispered through the trees, carrying a feeling of danger.

Tyler, standing at the front of his ready army, sensed the approaching danger. He quickly looked around, searching the shadows for any sign of the enemy. Moonlight shown on their skin as they set in for the impending battle. He had already received the message of the bomb blast attack on the grove a few days ago and he had readied his men for any attack that would happen to the main pack.

The vampires acted faster than he predicted. They had come to attack the main pack just three days after attacking the grove.

“Stay alert, everyone,” Tyler ordered, “We know what’s coming. Get ready to protect your families, your loved ones, your memories and your home.”

There was a large number of them. Some were female warriors but most of the women and children had been kept in the safehouse.

Standing in front of the huge gates, they counted their breaths. They exchanged worried looks, their hearts beating fast with fear and excitement. They had trained hard for this moment but the reality of facing a whole vampire coven tested their determination.

Just as the tension reached its peak, a loud roar broke the silence, shattering it completely. The vampires came out of the darkness with their eyes glowing red and their fangs exposed. Tyler’s army shouted back and their voices had a powerful show of defiance.

At once, they all transformed into their wolves, some remaining as humans with their weapons, some halfway transformed, but all plunged forward as the gates opened.

The clash of metal hitting fangs and claws echoed loudly in the area as the two armies collided. The air filled with the smell of blood and the sounds of intense fighting. The pack members fought with strong determination, their bodies moving together as if driven by a shared goal.

Tyler’s transformation was magnificent. Initially, his body started to tremble, as if an invisible force was surging within. As the transformation progressed, his bones elongated and reshaped, becoming larger and more robust.

His limbs grew muscular and powerful, with sinewy tendons visibly rippling beneath his skin. Hair sprouted all over his body, thick and coarse, creating a protective layer against the elements. His teeth sharpened and elongated, forming hard and sharp fangs capable of tearing through flesh.

The most striking change occured in his facial features. His nose became more pronounced and sensitive, capable of picking up even the faintest scents. His eyes, once human, transformed into vivid and penetrating sky blue orbs that glowed with an otherworldly luminescence, reflecting the moonlight.

Finally, his entire body underwent a dramatic increase in size and strength. He stood taller and broader, exuding an aura of primal power. His senses became enhanced, granting him heightened agility, speed, and acute awareness of his surroundings.

And there he stood. The leader of the BlueMoon Pack.

He moved quickly, dodging their sharp teeth and claws. Each of his strikes was strong and accurate. The fight was intense, with Tyler’s strength and swift moves making the vampires fall by the numbers. The pack followed him closely, staying together and trusting one another.

In the midst of the chaos, brave and defiant words could be heard, mixed with cries of pain and anger.

“Stay strong! We won’t let them take our home!” Tyler’s voice boomed across the battleground, his words acting as both a battle cry and a call to stay united.

A female Beta gave orders to her fellow fighters. “Stay close and guarded in formation! We won’t let anyone fight alone!”

The clash of powers and struggle for survival grew stronger as the battle went on. Both sides fought fiercely, refusing to give up any ground. The once peaceful pack had turned into a battleground, its beauty now marred by the scars of the fight.

“Khash Khara! Tear them down!” A vampire shouted and swarms of them bursted out from the trees and darkness into the battle zone.

Tyler, seeing this, swore under his breath and for a second, fear crept into him, “Oh, fucking hell…”